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Medicated-Genius
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There's a crow livin in her belly
He's all shiny and black
Flaps his wings something catches his eye
Takes her breath god know's why
Convinces her again
Maybe this time he's happy
She wants to believe
The cunt is gonna behave
Wants to believe his stirrings will slow
Coz he's been there so long ya know
She thinks finally he's lyin still
But he's just lyin in wait
Preyin on her insides
Slowly eatin and shittin her back
He becomes the almighty beast
Again
Beats his wings with a fury
Oh no ya don't
Beak razor sharp tears her heart apart
He reminds her she will never be released
Has his fill then lays down low
He belongs here, ya know
He's all shiny and black
Flaps his wings something catches his eye
Takes her breath god know's why
Convinces her again
Maybe this time he's happy
She wants to believe
The cunt is gonna behave
Wants to believe his stirrings will slow
Coz he's been there so long ya know
She thinks finally he's lyin still
But he's just lyin in wait
Preyin on her insides
Slowly eatin and shittin her back
He becomes the almighty beast
Again
Beats his wings with a fury
Oh no ya don't
Beak razor sharp tears her heart apart
He reminds her she will never be released
Has his fill then lays down low
He belongs here, ya know
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One of those "interpretation" pieces. You might get two dozen replies to this thread, and everyone of them might think you wrote something different. Masterfully done.
I think 80% of poetry is inspired by being in love, or lost love. Once bitten twice shy. Thanks for the compliment, there's some awesome stuff about this board.